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Worlds can be found by a child and an adult bending down and looking together under the grass stems or read more

Worlds can be found by a child and an adult bending down and looking together under the grass stems or at the skittering crabs in a tidal pool.

by Mary Catherine Bateson Found in: Nature Quotes,
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We who revel in nature's diversity and feel instructed by every animal tend to brand Homo sapiens as the greatest read more

We who revel in nature's diversity and feel instructed by every animal tend to brand Homo sapiens as the greatest catastrophe since the Cretaceous extinction.

by Stephen Jay Gould Found in: Nature Quotes,
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Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.

Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.

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All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

by Sir Thomas Browne Found in: Nature Quotes,
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How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!

How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!

by Emily Dickinson Found in: Nature Quotes,
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I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.

I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.

by Norman Maccaig Found in: Nature Quotes,
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anonymous fruit.

anonymous fruit.

by Clare Booth Luce Found in: Nature Quotes,
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The poetry of the earth is never dead.

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

by John Keats Found in: Nature Quotes,
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Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of read more

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.

by Boris Pasternak Found in: Nature Quotes,
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